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No risk, no reward, right?
I swore her eyes darkened a shade as she glanced over her shoulder at her friends. “Sure.” She smiled, tucking her hand in the crook of my elbow.
I led her around back toward the metal staircase leading up to my apartment. My entire body was tight with tension. How many months had I spent kicking myself for not even getting this girl’s number? I’d been going mad.
And now she was here, going up the stairs to my apartment… withme.
I got her inside and acted on impulse, pushing her against the wall and kissing her like my life depended on it, like the taste of her lips was a life-giving nectar and I’d been a starved man. She tangled her fingers in my hair, pulling me closer and opening her mouth, her tongue sliding over mine.God,yes.
I caged her in as she tore at my shirt, hiking it up over my stomach. She sucked in a breath, obviously happy with what she saw and felt. I didn’t spend a hundred dollars a month at the gym for no reason.
“I want you to fuck me,” she said breathlessly.
“You,” I rasped, pausing to kiss her hard enough to leave a bruise as I sucked on her lower lip, “are a very, very bad girl, aren’t you?”
She moaned in response and my hands ran up the side of her body and back down. She wore a tight black dress that left very little to the imagination, but I didn’t need to imagine what I’d be working with. Not now that it was right in front of me and ready and willing for the taking. I hiked her dress up over her full hips, my hands reaching behind her to grab her ass. She was thick and curvy but strong—I could tell. I snapped the silken fabric of thethong she wore and she let out a breath in a surprised yelp that had my blood boiling in an instant.
I slid a finger through her slit, pressing my forehead against hers as I trembled with anticipation.
“You’re fucking drenched,” I ground out, groaning as I slid my finger inside of her and she clamped around me. “Fuck, Sierra—”
“Please, Pete,” she panted, throwing her head back as I pumped my finger in and out of her, and then she hissed and moaned when I added a second finger.So fucking tight.
She unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down over my thighs, wasting no time fisting my cock. I almost lost control then. I had to curl my free hand in a fist against the wall to stop myself from flipping her around, bending her over, and fucking her right there in the entryway to my apartment.
But I wanted this to last. I knew without a shadow of a doubt what this was, and there was no chance it would ever happen again.
Sierra would be gone by the morning, maybe before that. They never stayed that long. No one in my life had stayed that long, honestly.
Maybe it was me. I was probably the problem. I’d been a problem my entire fucking life.
“Oh, my God, Pete,” she whimpered as I circled my thumb over her clit. “I’m going to come—”
“Not yet,” I whispered against her neck, slowing my teasing movements as I pressed my weight against her, pinning her to the wall. “You’re going to come on my cock, or not all.”
She moaned, trembling as I pulled my fingers out and ripped open the front of her dress.
I looked down at her, our eyes locking and our breaths caught in our throats at the same moment.
Had she felt what I did? That… Something about this was…different. Had she come back here after a year because she’d felt the same way I had for months after we met?
Had she not been able to get me out of her fucking head day in, and day out?
“Go get in my bed,” I commanded breathless, my eyes still holding her gaze as I leaned down to kiss her again, running my tongue over her lower lip. “Now.”
I took a step away from her and watched as she slid what remained of her dress over her shoulders. Her body was dream—soft and curvy and shimmering like gold in the dimmed lighting over our heads. She stepped out of her dress wearing nothing but that thong I planned to take off with my teeth later.
“Where’s your room?” she asked, moving in on me.
Her body had me in a trance as she walked past me and ran her fingertips over the wall of the hallway where a trio of doors led into the back of the place—a bathroom and two bedrooms.
I walked up behind her, unable to keep my hands off her for another second. I ran my hands down her sides and over her full hips, then reached past her and opened the door to my bedroom and guided her inside.
That bourbon I’d finished off was doing nothing to slow me down. If anything, I felt like I was teetering on the edge of losing control. She turned around, her hands on my chest as I cagedher in against the bed. I took her face in my hands and kissed her slowly, tenderly. It wasn’t the kind of kiss I did often, maybe ever. But it felt right with her, like her lips had been made to match up with mine.
I wasn’t a sap by any means but damn, I’d crawl across the floor to this woman and I barely knew her.
Her heart thundered in her chest as I took her breasts in my hands and felt the soft weight of them. I sighed heavily, my nose grazing over her cheek as I bent to trail kisses over her shoulder.
